With my very own words and verses of pain.
Innocent I was with the zipped lips,
Opened my mouth, released the devil within.
Questions, statements, arguments,
All there left in me are the heartless sentiments,
With words sealed again for time unknown,
All hopes for reconciliation are blown.
A year, a two or many more to come,
Take your time till your feelings go numb,
We shall meet if we are meant to be,
Otherwise, our life would remain two shores of the same sea.